When Seongjin first discovered Owen hiding in the darkness, he sensed a strong incongruity emanating from him.
…Aura concealment? No.
It was immediately clear that this was not ordinary aura concealment.
Rather than finely adjusting his aura emission to erase his presence, it felt as though he had completely shrouded himself in a veil to prevent the recognition of the aura’s activity itself.
A fundamental interference with the laws of the world that distorted the senses and broke down the boundaries of perception, making it impossible for ordinary people to even glimpse its essence…
“……!”
Seongjin’s wariness was almost instinctive. It wasn’t his, nor was it his father’s; could it be the will of a third party that had suddenly intervened in this world?
Before he could fully grasp the situation, Seongjin’s hand was already on the hilt of Hoddukagi.
He didn’t try to understand it further. Unconsciously, he felt that the more he knew about it, the more his influence over it would significantly diminish.
Whoosh—!
But just as Seongjin thrust his sword towards the center of that incongruity, the veil suddenly vanished from his sight, just as it had appeared.
Then, at the tip where Hoddukagi’s blade touched, was a pendant shining with a deep blood-red light even in the darkness.
“…Owen?”
Recognizing both the milestone and the person…